Volume 1, Chapter 54: Red City

"Hehehehehe～"
Inside the empty little room, a human-shaped lump on the bare wooden bed let out a wretched and dark low chuckle.
Wu Xingxue planted a fierce kiss on her identity card.
The mere thought of the boxes stacked high with source cores beneath her bed made it impossible for her to suppress her smile.
Just now, the teacher had explained that sages all rely on self-discipline and inner restraint to achieve greatness, serving as models for future generations. Therefore, the reason a sage becomes a sage naturally stems from their own contemplative insights into the universe and nature.
Late at night like this, apart from someone like her who was out looking for people, who else would be walking around and gazing about in all directions?
Yet she found it somewhat inexplicable, letting her gaze linger on his face for only a brief moment before withdrawing it.
To secure more clients for the company and stabilize its client resources before Guan Zhengxing went abroad, Tao Xiru relentlessly dragged him out to socialize. After three rounds of drinks, both were slightly buzzed, but the other person showed no signs of intoxication. Looking at the contract laid out on the table, Guan Zhengxing steered the topic back to official business several times, only for the other party to cleverly deflect each attempt with offers of alcohol.
Guandanpi rattled off a long speech, which sounded rational and well-grounded at first, but upon closer inspection, felt completely absurd.
With the vegetables dropped into the pan, the sound of oil sputtering filled the room, and the entire kitchen was heavy with the scent of cooking smoke. Lin Yin skillfully stir-fried, and in no time at all, a plate of shredded potatoes was ready and served.
Father Li nodded, approval shining in his eyes. "They're all good schools, with a bright future ahead." He then looked across at Li Lüchen, words hovering on the tip of his tongue, only to trail off unsaid.
A wave of soft sensation washed over him. Ming Shang's aged face blushed crimson—despite being so advanced in age back in the modern era, she had actually just been kissed by a child.
Seeing this, Xiao Heng did not say another word. Instead, he pulled Ming Shang close to his side, taking her hands in his to warm them.
He gazed at his phone, slowly pacing past the floor-to-ceiling glass window, his silhouette exuding utter helplessness. Nearby, a lonely figure clutching loose change and hoping to buy a flatbread walked past, searching in vain for a long time without finding anyone selling steamed flatbreads—let alone flatbreads, not even steamed buns or rolls were to be found.
In the end, he inexplicably felt that this thankless, challenging endeavor was like strapping shackles onto himself... As he reached this point, he could not help but be gripped by the illusion that he had completely sabotaged himself.
Seeing that this matter could no longer be kept under wraps, Gaoyang simply blurted out the truth. Anyway, in his view, given today's conversation, it was only a matter of time before Feng Yufei found out about it anyway.
Iggul斯特 furrowed his brow, looking at Liu Wuyao with a trace of disbelief in his eyes. This guy had actually managed to dodge his attack and even counterattacked.
Damn it! Zhao Kun could not help cursing inwardly. He had never expected the Star Palace to be so troublesome; despite the arrival of so many martial arts helpers, the Longevity Temple side was actually falling behind.
Refining true qi into vital qi was already immensely difficult, but refining sword qi into sword vital qi was a hundred times harder. Therefore, even among Void-realm experts who used swords, very few ever mastered sword vital qi.
Those dozen or so cultivators were all struck with terror, biting back their pain as they abandoned the precious treasures they had spent many years refining.
Liu Tianqiu lost face entirely, his hands beginning to tremble. Indeed, just moments before, he had wanted Liu Wuyao to leave immediately.
At the same time, Luo Heng's Flying Banner Battalion was also transferred to Yinzhou to guard the mines, while other troops intensified their training within the East Mountain territory, standing ready to set out and coordinate with the reconnaissance camp's operations.
He was a villain, but was that something he desired? It was a requirement of the rules, a necessity of the job. Heavenly Demons didn't love doing this either. Just look at the Three Pure Ones—respected by all, exuding an aura of pure awesomeness wherever they went. The key was that such an aura could be openly displayed and paraded with pride, whereas he could only skulk away in the darkness.